The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1887-04-01
THE BOSS ANARCHIST.
The Term of Sentence of johann Most. Ki
Killer, Nearly Expired.

Killer, Nearly Expired.
New York sun.
At o'clock on next Friday morning HERR
John Most, editor, Anarchist and ceperal>;iis-
turber, will be discharged from Blackwsilt Island.
There is no doubt but that many schemes -
maturing in Herr Most's busy brain, bur Il
course, his future actions cannot be defSnitelyr
known until after the big reception which viii
be given him by his friends to ceebrate his re-
turn to trouble. Strange to say, Mr.. Most has
felt out of place in prison since his companiens,
Richard Braunschweig and Adolph Schenk, w1re
discharged. Each of these was only .senteu1 "A
to nine months Imprisonment, while Mr. A ".
was sentenced for year. His fine of $3.50
paid to Clerk Sparks on the 18th of last mo-
so there will be nothing to interfere with
liberty when his sentence has expired Heihas
been good prisoner, and two months nave Heen,
Knocked off his time for not making any trou s,le.
Most was sent to the blacksmith's shoTR the
first day he arrived at the penitentary, and he
has remained there ever since, working a9ant
nine and half hours every day. A reporteF OF
the Sun asked Warden Pillsbury. on Sunday. If
the eminent Anarchist would talk.
HE will not replied the warden, land ! am
sure he does not love the press of New York pity
as he should He asked me in the most touching
way to keep reporters away from him. and az ne
is in a kind Of hole Just now have requested
them not to trouble him.
MIR Most expressed himself in regard TO the
press like this:
hurry bigger than when here he conseA I
upon the press my heel stamp and spit upon
it with scorn much. I much care not what
of me they think. for they me hate less fercer
than them hate. Tell the man away to co.
Or course, this was not promising outlook,
but as the reporter could not converse with Mr.
Most, he made up his mind to look at him. : II
was nearly o'clock, ard in the big corridors $he
keepers were making ready to feed the $40 male
prisoners The reporter took up his staticr, in
the stone tagged hall, near the door leading into
the dining room.
''You will know Most said the warden, '.for
we have allowed him three months to grow a
beard. instead of one, in consideration of mis- de.
formity."
A keeper on the floor rang out summons on
an S-shaped gong, and spry young prisoner on
the top tier ran along, unlocking each one of the
iron-slatted doors Another summons brought
the prisoners out, and the place that was as silent
as a tomb a moment before was now filled with
the mufied shutting of feet. The prisoner
moved in loek-srsp along the tier, wound down
the iron stairs, and moved like big serpent inta
the dining groom. ,
The 'whitewash gang aud the s.assauit-arI
battery gang followed slowly after, and VIII
they had been seated at the long pine tables
prisoners on the lower tier came oct and form
in line"
There is Most whispered the warden a
there indeed, he was without mistake His
red whskers stood out about his face like
FUR on angry cats tail He was in the cd
ter of the line, AMI between two prisoners
much taller than he that he looked really p
able. He slouched along in the lock step, ke
ing time with the clanking of acclaim II
shackled fighting prisoner near him. He elar
at the reporter, and bis lips moved as though
said: So u
''In my mind on you stamp with my feet
both"
Herr Most could not be called handsome
man il he we're decked out in . costume of the
fourteenth century. and covered with king'a
jewels. and so he was not an entertaining sight
in his suit Of big gray plaid that hung upon him
like closed cotton umbrella about its stick.
And he didn't look happy or at home as be shut,
fed in between the big rufians ndslunk into]
his seat Several negroes were within reaeha1
ing distance to him, but Mr.. Most's associates
when he was free. had hardened him 80 that he
could stand far worse companicnship than this.
Before him sat round, fat tin can filed with
unsweetened black coffee and square piece Of
wholesome bread. He broke the bread and thre
piece into his mouth, and then. leaniug over,
sucked in goodly draught of coffee. He seemed
to relish it, and smacked his lips iuxuriouslv-
When the meal was over he dropped into Il.
again and shuffled back to his cell, In which he
was securely locked. ~